Felix Vs Vanitas

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DISCLAIMER – This is the finals of the tournament that will be between Felix and Vanitas. Felix will be the first to post but in the spirit of making things a little more entertaining for those reading we decided to give you guys a laugh at these two character’s expense. The rules for it and what not will be posted after they have their fun ;3! Hope you enjoy!

There can only be one… champion of the tournament being hosted by the Lord of the Dead, Hades. Indeed, one warrior would stand above the rest, one warrior would take the title, and only one warrior would take the prize that waited at the end. Who this fighter was had now been narrowed down to two men, one a red-head with a passion for money only second to his passion for women and the other a dark keybearer who seemed to revel in his opponent’s anguish after defeating them. Yes, these two combatants were the only ones left and both were rather powerful warriors who also had the tendency to do whatever it took to win. It was this fact that left Hades at an impasse as to what handicap to give them after introducing them to the crowd. He teetered his head back and forth with crossed arms, attempting to think of a great way to finish this tournament but was drawing a blank. In his confusion he decided to look upon what the two fighters were doing whilst he contemplated the final handicap only to see one of the most embarrassing displays ever put on by these two warriors.

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,470,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #454545; padding: 0px 20px 10px 20px; border-radius: 0px 0px 0px 8px; border-left: #E34234 8px solid;][STYLE=font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: 0px; color: #DEDEDE; text-align: justify; margin-top: 5px;]█ TAGS Felix, Vanitas, lulz █ WORDS 1,230 █ NOTES The first couple posts between me and Vanitas will be scripted, I.E. we will be controlling each other’s characters a bit. Figured we might as well throw a bit of comic relief into this tournament so hope you guys enjoy ;3! [/style] [STYLE=background-color: #353535; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; color: #B5B5B5; line-height: 11px; border-radius: 3px; padding: 5px 10px 10px 10px; text-align: justify;][STYLE=float: left; background-image: url(http://i727.photobucket.com/albums/ww280/shiojisan/Felix.jpg); width: 85px; height: 85px; border: #454545 10px solid; margin-top: -20px; margin-left: -20px; margin-right: 5px; border-radius: 17px;] [/style][STYLE=float: left; background-image: url(http://i727.photobucket.com/albums/ww280/shiojisan/Felix.jpg); width: 55px; height: 55px; border: #454545 10px solid; margin-top: 4px; margin-left: -10px; margin-right: 5px; border-radius: 17px;] [/style] And yet another win was racked up on the red-headed freelancer’s card, having bested his shaggy looking opponent in the semi-finals without much effort. Indeed, as for as he was concerned a match with no abilities was a match won for him as unlike most people and even the contestants participating, he had formal training. He didn’t just create his own style nor do anything silly like rely on instinct alone; he had training in four different styles all of which were extremely practical. There was Thai Kickboxing for his stand-up game, Greco Roman Wrestling for the clinch, Brazillian Ju-Jitsu for the ground, and finally Eskrima for when he wished to play about with his katana. All four styles were practiced daily and he never allowed himself to slack in his training, to do so would be like signing his own death warrant. He had to always be ready for whatever came at him and that was why he trained so hard and so diligently in the Martial Arts. There was a reason why Martial Arts still existed in this day and age when one could just pick up a gun and be in quite the position of power. It was because guns and other weapons could falter, they could jam, they could run out of ammo and any number of things could happen to them. Your body on the other hand so long as you trained it daily was something you could always rely on in time of need. Whatever the case, all that mattered was the result and that was his victory, the fans cheering him on as he made his way out of the arena. Raising his arms above his head, he went back into the waiting area his face beaming as the roar of the crowd always did get him going. When back in the waiting room though, the expression quickly faded as he looked to the “healing waters” provided, already feeling queasy… was it really so much to ask for decent tasting medicine? He was well aware of the saying “the best medicine tastes the worst” but this was taking it to a whole new level. Never before had he ever tasted something so… actually he couldn’t even begin to describe it. The healing waters provided tasted so bad he couldn’t even think of the words that he felt would accurately describe just how terrible it tasted. Even so, the effects of said healing waters were sadly, very apparent, and he knew that whomever his final opponent was had to be a tough one. Indeed, to get all the way to the finals despite all the competition laid out before them it took more than just strength. He couldn’t say for sure but the red-head certainly had a feeling that whoever his next opponent was that they were equal parts cunning as well as strong. Strength alone wouldn’t get you to the finals of the tournament for if it did then the freelancer would have lost long ago. No, one needs to be brutal and willing to do whatever it takes to achieve victory if they want to win this event,

[/i] he mused as he cupped his hands and place them in the cauldron of “Healing Waters”, You have to be willing to fight dirty and fighting dirty is my specialty as the #1 Cheap Fighter of Radiant Gardens, Felix Maximilian,[/i] he added deciding to add another title to his ever-growing list of them. Drinking the waters down as quickly as he could to avoid tasting it, the freelancer would take a seat as he waited to be called for the final fight.

X---Sometime Later---X

After a few minutes, Felix would see a little demon walking into the waiting room, about to open it’s mouth but being cut off by his hand being placed over it,

”I got it no worries… you’ve got the next victim ready for me,” he stated, a cocky smirk curving against his lips as he walked toward the arena. Once again upon leaving the waiting room and being introduced by the oh so gracious host known as Hades, a roar of cheers would burst from the crowd. The freelancer grinned at this noticing that once again the female members of the audience were cheering with the most fervor as he had decided to remain shirtless. It wasn’t like he had much choice anyway, his shirt had been ruined in a previous match and he hadn’t thought to bring an extra shirt. Although he didn’t pay too much attention to it for he quickly focused all of said attention on his opponent instead who was also inciting quite the reaction from the crowd as he was introduced. Felix crossed his arms as he approached the arena, the ever cocky expression remaining on his face as he gave the opponent a once over.

”Wait my opponent’s this guy? Damn it I was expecting Artemis…” he started sighing lightly as his opponent was well within range of hearing his complaints, ”Jeez, now I can’t deliver that message nor do I get to fight with a pretty girl… in fact all my opponents have been men so far this tournament really has been no fun at all,” he continued complaining although it wasn’t entirely true. While he certainly would have enjoyed having fought a few female opponents, the fighters he had faced thus far had all been fun to smash in one way or another. If that was a trend, then surely this last guy with the helmet on his head would prove to also be fun to crush in single combat, if anything the most entertaining as he was presumably the strongest. Whatever the case, it seemed that Hades was a bit confused as to what he would make the final handicap and thus Felix decided to greet his opponent whilst they had a moment of reprieve. Making his way over to the spandex wearing chump Seriously what is with all these guys wearing tights?[/i], Felix would extend his right hand towards him for a shake as he grinned toothily.

”Since he seems to be a bit tied up at the moment deciding on our handicap I thought I would just walk over and say hello,” he started as he took a firm grip of Vanitas’ right hand, ”I hope we have a good clean match ahead of us,” he added although what he did next was anything but clean. Indeed, for as soon as he was saying the statement, Felix would raise his right leg to kick Vanitas as hard as he could in the crotch, hoping to get the element of surprise on him. Sadly, it seemed like his opponent also had the same idea and having not expected to face someone who would actually go for the nuts, the freelancer quickly fell to the ground biting down on his bottom lip as pain rocked his body.

”Son of a bit-$...” he started as he rolled away from the opponent still writhing in pain, ”You don’t kick a dude in the nuts!” he shouted almost as if he was unaware of the hypocrisy in his statement. Whatever the case, in a few moments of recovery time, the freelancer managed to get to one knee as he gritted his teeth and began to loosen the laces on his right shoe.

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[atrb=style,border: 2px solid #000000; -moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 20px;][atrb=background, i52.tinypic.com/2zghpbb.jpg][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,442,true][atrb=height,450,true][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,3,true] Evil tastes the tears of fear! tearing down your helpless fate Theme: Just Click it. Tagged: Vanitas, Felix Comments: Enjoy the display. Catch the reference? Artemis--which Vanitas somehow knew was probably not the female keybearer’s real name--had certainly been the toughest of the people to fight yet. Of course, the reason behind why it was tough was not because of her skill, though she used her key blade well, but because of his lack of powers. The round had been a grim reminder for him of how much he actually tended to rely on his powers over darkness and what they entailed. But even still, though he relied on his powers heavily, Xehanort had imported important knowledge to the darker half of his weak apprentice, and that was how to use his key blade even without powers. Along with that had been the simple words of adapt and improvise. When a situation provided new tactics or reduced the standard, change your tactics on the fly. Xehanort had taught him that, and it had worked quite well. Sadly though, all those years ago it seemed Ventus had learned better somehow. No, he’d never learned. He just got lucky. The boy had gotten lucky and managed to score a hit on Vanitas that could not be fixed. Having come back to the waiting area, Vanitas waited once more until people had cleared out before choosing to indulge in the healing waters. More like healing piss,

[/I] he thought briefly, scoffing at the last person to exit the room, presumably to watch whoever would face him in the finals. He had beaten and broken Artemis, so there was hardly any way she would be able to continue from this point on. With the room cleared, Vanitas let his helmet fade away, the blackness revealing his pale as sin skin and black as darkness hair. His eyes, as golden as the sun yet harsher than it’s rays, opened and grimaced at the sight of the healing waters. He dipped a hand, gloved in the latex-appearing-but-far-from armor and took a sip, holding back the urge to spit back out the disgusting water. I swear, if this water turns out to be poison and the final fight is a fight to get the antidote, I’m just taking it straight to Hades, god or not, Vanitas thought, sighing and shaking his head. His ear caught the sound of movement in the shadows, and a quick sidelong glance showed that once of his Unversed pets, left over from the round with Hayden and having been sent out to observe the world, had returned.

“Is that so?” he said quietly, hearing the unspoken words his Unversed “spoke”. They didn’t actually speak, not in a sense that others could understand. Being an actual extension and part of Vanitas, they were more like… thoughts. He shared their experiences and thoughts when they returned to him, and in this case, he had seen much of the maze of the Underworld. Interesting place, and perhaps it could become useful later. He’d have to remember this for a later date. What was more interesting though, was the knowledge that Sora wasn’t amongst the finalists. Unfortunate, given he’d have loved to face his doppelganger in the finals. Seemed it was currently between a dusty old hobo who was apparently a heartless from what his Unversed had felt, and some red-headed hotshot who had too much of a mouth.

“Well if it isn’t the littlest Wonder boy Sora,” came a voice from behind Vanitas, prompting his eyes to go wide. How had he not sensed the presence of another? Better still, who was this that was mistaking him for his doppleganger of the light? He tensed, sending his Unversed away quickly and not choosing to look at the intruder. “You’ve changed kid, what’s new about you? Seem a little… paler. And darker hair. And that weird… armor.” the voice would not stop speaking, but it was slowly coming to realization it seemed.

“Leave. Now.” Vanitas said with haste, body tensing and the leather-like armor creaking as his fists clenched.

“Something wrong littlest wonder boy…?”

“Get out. Before I kill you,” Vanitas threatened, turning his head to show the smallest bit of his glowing yellow eyes, the darkness swirling within. He had seen the person finally, wearing a pink dress and with long brown hair. She had an attitude unlike her looks, but presented with such a threat, even she could not help but run. She did not scream, which saddened Vanitas, but better in the long run.

Sighing, Vanitas let his helmet reform after taking one last sip, the last of his injuries healing.


Sometime later, Vanitas heard footsteps from behind again, and found a fat portly demon of pink and brown coloration summoning him, telling him it was time for the finals. Vanitas turned and stepped out, passing the demon, still dripping in hate for the woman who had seen him. Had she told others of his existence now? Of his appearance? Would she warn Sora? She seemed to know him. He’d need to make sure his Unversed kept tabs. As he came upon the gates, he turned his eyes to the side and looked to the shadows, spotting a few of the flying unversed still left. “Watch her. And warn me if Sora returns.” he said, stepping through as the portcullis gate opened. The crowds cheered, some for the man on the other side of the arena, some for the dark keybearer. That Vanitas had gained any fans was a shock. Many had feared him in that first round, sensing his incompleteness. Every fighter there after had seemed to sense the same thing, knowing Vanitas was just off somehow.

This ginger though seemed far to preoccupied with giving his fans a show, prompting Vanitas to roll his eyes beneath the mask. Vanitas had introduced the Finalists, giving their names of Vanitas and the Felix, but had told them to hold on while he thought of a good handicap for the finals. This seemed to present Felix with an option of approaching Vanitas. He watched the man, listening as he held out his hand and wished to shake for a good match. What does this man have planned? Vanitas thought, arching an eyebrow but grabbing the shake. Oh well. Bet he won’t expect th-

Vanitas thought had been interrupted as he had attempted to pull Felix forward, only to simultaneously be pulled himself with equal force. In a quick motion, his knee went up, but he felt another knee connect to those sensitive dark orbs. Grimacing beneath the mask, Vanitas dropped the hand and hopped backwards, legs clenched tight together and withholding back all urges to scream. God damn… did he really? Did I really? The hell? That hurt! he thought, backing off to a good distance from Felix. “Prick!” he called back at the man’s jab, noticing him leaning down to apparently tighten his shoe? A momentary distraction, and with the unbearable pain males felt when hit there subsiding, Vanitas took the moment and had a brief idea. It is the finals after all… he thought, grasping his helmet in both hands and lifting it over his head in favor of not throwing it. The audience gasped, knowing they were about to see the face of Vanitas, and with his raven hair, pale skin and yellow eyes revealed, Vanitas then smirked and threw forth his helmet, aiming to hit Felix square in the head.

…Except it seemed the manw was quick, lifting up his head and kicking out to… throw a shoe? Vanitas raised an eyebrow in confusion as the shoe suddenly hit him square in the head on the same moment his helmet would connect with Felix’s head, reaching up to grasp his forehead. “Ow… that really hurts!” he muttered, rubbing the forehead. [/color=8b1a1a]“I’m gonna have a lump there you idiot!”[/color] he barked at the man across from him, bringing his arm down and showing exasperation. “Who throws a shoe, honestly?!” he called, then threw one hand up in a dismissive fashion, “You fight like a woman!”[/div][/td][/tr][/table]

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After seeing the rather embarrassing display between the two, Hades laughed long and hard at the silliness going on in the arena, likewise with the audience. Yes, both the audience and Hades roared with laughter from the pit of their stomachs but when Hades had stopped and the audience hadn't he became a bit irate.

"SHUT UP!" he shouted as he let out a little display of red flame to quickly silence the spectators. Looking around for a moment before calming down and returning to the usual blue flames he sported, Hades would crack his knuckles before speaking again.

"Well looks like everyone wants you guys to fight so why don't you indulge them? Come on hurry up and oh the handicap this time," he paused and snapped his fingers, an orb flying over the arena before it blanketed the arena and the apparel from both contestants going back to their respective owners, "We're going to increase the pace of this battle so the folks over here can really enjoy what they're about to see. And with that let us begin the final match!" he announced to another roar from the crowd.

The handicap for this match will be a 48 hour post limit and an entire month of time will be dedicated to it. The match can certainly be wrapped up prior to that but in the event that it doesn't the match will be judged by the staff to determine the winner. With that noted, Felix will be next to post and has 48 hours to do so in.[/u]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,470,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #454545; padding: 0px 20px 10px 20px; border-radius: 0px 0px 0px 8px; border-left: #E34234 8px solid;][STYLE=font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: 0px; color: #DEDEDE; text-align: justify; margin-top: 5px;]█ TAGS Felix, Vanitas █ 1,100 something █ NOTES Alright we’re done screwing around, now for the fighting x3![/style] [STYLE=background-color: #353535; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; color: #B5B5B5; line-height: 11px; border-radius: 3px; padding: 5px 10px 10px 10px; text-align: justify;][STYLE=float: left; background-image: url(http://i727.photobucket.com/albums/ww280/shiojisan/Felix.jpg); width: 85px; height: 85px; border: #454545 10px solid; margin-top: -20px; margin-left: -20px; margin-right: 5px; border-radius: 17px;] [/style][STYLE=float: left; background-image: url(http://i727.photobucket.com/albums/ww280/shiojisan/Felix.jpg); width: 55px; height: 55px; border: #454545 10px solid; margin-top: 4px; margin-left: -10px; margin-right: 5px; border-radius: 17px;] [/style] The reason Felix had loosened the laces on his shoe when recovering from the low blow was he already had another tactic in mind for his opponent. Indeed, Felix was the #1 Dirty Fighter of Radiant Gardens after all and if all he could do was nut shots he didn’t deserve that title. Thus, he thought the next best thing to catch his opponent off guard would be to throw his shoe at him or rather kick it off his foot toward Vanitas. Yes, it was a cunning plan that was easy to enact and thus when he stood up he quickly moved to perform said plan. Sadly, it seemed his opponent also had a plan of his own in mind and the freelancer would soon feel the collision of his opponent’s helmet with his forehead. While it seemed his shoe had still hit his opponent in the head as expected, it didn’t make the red-head feel any better about taking a helmet to the dome. Clutching his forehead with both hands, he crouched down as he let out several “ows” before shaking his head and the pain away. He was about to shout something but was cut off by his opponent’s own remarks, the freelancer frowning at his opponent as he spoke. Standing back up, Felix pointed his right index finger at his opponent, not about to let the punk get the last word, that was his thing! ”Well at least I don’t look like a bad idea for a Tim Burton character!” he shouted back, his frown curving into a cocky grin as he shrugged his shoulders, ”I mean seriously who designed your costume? The same guy that designed the Catwoman costume for Batman Returns?” he shot back and after a moment for it to sink in heard this from the audience. ”DAAAAAAAAAMN BUUUUUUUURN!” a few members of the audience shouted in unison having picked up on the reference. Although it mattered little right now as Hades soon announced their handicap, a handicap that Felix could only grin wider at… it seemed for the first time in this tournament he was going to be able to give it his all. Indeed, for the first time there was no strange restrictions like limiting of abilities or fighting blind, in fact he only increased the stakes for the two in the arena. If time was indeed going faster inside the arena then their match was going to proceed at a frightening pace, a pace that their bodies probably wouldn’t even recognize until sometime after. It was quite likely that this match would be the most exciting one the tournament had yet and the freelancer couldn’t be any happier. Considering his opponent had made his way to the finals, it was pretty much a guarantee that he was powerful and wouldn’t be holding back any. In fact, his two attempts to fight dirty also spoke volumes in backing up that claim, the claim that this guy would go to any lengths to win. If I fought anything less in the finals I’d just be disappointed,

[/i] he mused as he cracked his knuckles while his shoe seemed to teleport back on his foot via Hades’ magic, Alright so how should I start things off? It would probably be smarter to take things slow but I wouldn’t want to disappoint the audience now… yeah let’s start things with a new combo why not?[/i] he continued in his thoughts as he took off toward his opponent at a great speed. Indeed, a great speed for a human but for any monsters that had been in this tournament prior it wouldn’t be anything special, in fact they might even consider it slow. Sadly, it was just a feint Felix often used against a new opponent and as the distance closed he would suddenly increase his speed tremendously with the use of Mass Manipulator. Indeed, for just a moment he would reduce his mass twenty times less and in less than a second Vanitas would find Felix already well within punching range. While Felix had no idea if his opponent had any hand-to-hand combat skills, he figured the best way to find out was to fight him at that range. It was Felix’s range anyway, in fact it was his only range as he had no ranged techniques but whether his opponent would deduce that during the match was another mystery entirely.

Whatever the case, once within punching range Felix would shift his mass back to normal as he slipped into his Orthadox Thai stance. Without a moment’s hesitation, the red-head would send two left jabs at his opponent’s face to start things off, attempting to disorient his opponent. Moving on, he would then shift his body as if he were about to throw a right cross but instead feint it so he could load up on his left side and send a left hook to the body, hoping to hit the foe’s kidney. Two more strikes would come after that blow, the red-head shifting his weight back to his right side and instead of throwing a cross pulled out his sword. Indeed, his right hand had quickly slipped back toward the hilt and gripped it tightly, pulling it out of the sheath and attempting to slash across his opponent’s chest. With the weight behind it this would certainly prove to be a rather devastating attack if it struck but that wouldn’t end Felix’s combo. No, one more strike was necessary to put the icing on the cake and was actually the blow he wished to land the most.

Yes, as he attempted to slash across his opponent’s chest as his left hand was pulled back near his face to guard in the event of a counter, Felix would use the momentum behind his slash to shift his body into position for a sidekick. With his momentum pulling his body into that position by itself anyway it was a good idea anyway as not only would a sidekick prove a powerful blow if it hit and would surely create some distance between them. Thus, the final strike of Felix’s five hit combo would be a rear leg side kick, hoping to place it right into his opponent’s gut and send him flying away. Assuming everything went well anyway, Felix didn’t expect his foe to be a punching bag for him to beat up and was ready for whatever he threw back at him. Indeed, the freelancer had years of fighting experience behind him and more so now than ever, he would draw upon that wealth of experience to keep him on his toes.



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[atrb=style,border: 2px solid #000000; -moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 20px;][atrb=background, i52.tinypic.com/2zghpbb.jpg][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,442,true][atrb=height,450,true][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,3,true] Evil tastes the tears of fear! tearing down your helpless fate Theme: Finals Playlist Tagged: Vanitas, Felix Comments:Opening Volley, opening retaliation Shaking the last of the stars free, Vanitas let his head rest at the slightest of angles, eyes narrowed and lips curved down in the faintest expression of disapproval. As the very master of emotions and their power, Vanitas was also a Master at keeping his emotions shown only when he wanted them to. He had no doubt the red-head blabbermouth would have been able to detect Vanitas’ growing hate for the man. He spoke a bragged too much. It reminded him greatly of that Red head from all those years ago, the one he’d witnessed his weaker half fight and win against. But it also reminded him of that red head he fought with the chakrams in the black cloak. They both had been so similar, so… full of themselves. Perhaps it was a trait with red-heads? Something about the fire in their hair made them feel full of themselves. This man, like the others, spoke just too much, and acted full of themselves. “At least I’m wearing armor.” Vanitas said, stone faced and deadpanned. The comment by the man had not caught home in Vanitas’ memory and knowledge, and though half of the audience seemed to try and make it like it had been a grand insult, Vanitas brushed the words off. “I can see how you got this far though. You bored your opponents to death.” the half-hearted boy said with a smirk, a twinkle in his golden eyes glinting in the sun and firelight from the decorative torches. He stood as he did, legs close and with a chin higher up, showing an air of superiority. He had gotten this far through strength and power, and this man, no doubt, was not one to be trifled with. If he truly wanted to win, he’d need to use the previous rounds like lessons, training. They trained him on taking down massive beings, Fighting without his Unversed, listening to his surroundings and letting his other senses act as he needed, and even had them function without powers as further training. It was a lead up to this final fight, to prove himself superior and better. To prove himself champion, and the one who would destroy the worlds in a great key blade war. Hades then introduced their handicap, but Vanitas didn’t even listened. He’d planned from the beginning that in the finals, he wouldn’t even bother with the damn handicap. The fact there essentially was no handicap this time, and that it was an all out fight to the finish, meant Vanitas could only prevail. He didn’t know how long this man would last, but he’d be sure to pull out all the stops. A glimmer of sadistic glee twinkled in his cornea, reflected only by the dead stare at the man across from him, Felix, began his run to Vanitas. Vanitas blinked, and in the span of that blink, it seemed the red head was upon him. A Fellow Speedster? Vanitas thought, standing without flinching as the two jabs came right for his face, unflinching and unmoving. Yet what would no doubt set Felix off, was that though the jabs would look to strike, before they could even strike the false After-Image left behind, Vanitas had swung out, the true Vanitas right up behind Felix and outside his peripheral vision, coming into view already three quarters of the way into the swing of his key blade, materialized out of thin air from dark purple smoke. The blade was meant for the small of Felix’s back, with the guard aiming to strike him over the actual blade itself. With any luck, it would catch the red head off guard enough to knock both the wind out of him and make him topple forward some up, aiming for an easy followup of a pull back of the arm, spinning the key blade around in hand to strike down upon the man’s back, the blade charged with electrical energy to release a blast of magic alongside the strike, should it connect. But even if it strick ground, the unique spell casting of Vanitas’ Thundaga would seek out the redhead from the immediate area on the ground, spreading to strike him with luck unless he could retreat from Vanitas in time. Already Vanitas saw the man was an up close fighter. If Vanitas wanted to survive, he’d have to keep the man at bay and at pace. He was fast. But I’m faster. he thought, knowing it to be the truth of the matter.

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Abilities
After-mage

[/I] [2 Post CD]
Thundaga[/I] [3 Post CD][/right][/size]

[soulcyber]

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[atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=style,background-color: #454545; padding: 25px 10px 0px 0px;][STYLE=height: 80px; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 54px; color: #EDEDED; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -3px; line-height: 40px; margin-left: -4px; overflow: hidden;]HE #1 FREELANCER[/style][STYLE=font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 11px; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 9px; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #E34234; text-align: justify; border-right: #E34234 10px solid; margin-left: -2px; margin-top: 2px;]Failure isn't even in my vocab![/style]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,470,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #454545; padding: 0px 20px 10px 20px; border-radius: 0px 0px 0px 8px; border-left: #E34234 8px solid;][STYLE=font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: 0px; color: #DEDEDE; text-align: justify; margin-top: 5px;]█ TAGS Felix, Vanitas █ 870 something █ NOTES Hope you enjoy![/style] [STYLE=background-color: #353535; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; color: #B5B5B5; line-height: 11px; border-radius: 3px; padding: 5px 10px 10px 10px; text-align: justify;][STYLE=float: left; background-image: url(http://i727.photobucket.com/albums/ww280/shiojisan/Felix.jpg); width: 85px; height: 85px; border: #454545 10px solid; margin-top: -20px; margin-left: -20px; margin-right: 5px; border-radius: 17px;] [/style][STYLE=float: left; background-image: url(http://i727.photobucket.com/albums/ww280/shiojisan/Felix.jpg); width: 55px; height: 55px; border: #454545 10px solid; margin-top: 4px; margin-left: -10px; margin-right: 5px; border-radius: 17px;] [/style] As Felix sent out the two jabs to the face of his opponent he could quickly feel something was wrong as when his punches “landed” their seemed to be no feedback. Indeed, he felt nothing against the skin of his jabs and with that in mind his brain already went to work in terms of what could be going on. Having a considerable wealth of experience to pull upon, it was fairly obvious what was going on here and that was some sort of teleportation magic. It was a trick he had seen before and he was rather certain he would see it time and time again as it was a rather helpful technique to have. Yet it also lead to reliance and if the red-head had to make a guess it was highly likely the opponent used it every time he attacked someone. With that in mind it was also just as likely his opponent wouldn’t expect a counter attack from the freelancer and he was certainly going to make it count. Thus, when the first blow came upon his back the freelancer gritted his teeth having expected it, feeling a weapon dig into his back. It was far from pleasant, in fact it hurt quite a bit but having expected the attack from behind made it that much more bearable. Not only did it make it bearable, but the red-head was able to withstand the attack and not topple over, much like his opponent had hoped for. And now with his opponent’s position confirmed and knowing what hand he was using to swing the weapon he wielded, Felix could counter attack. Indeed, for as the first strike came to pass, the red-headed freelancer would shift his weight back and do a 180 degree turn to the right to face his opponent. Not only did this put his opponent in sight though but with the wide spin he made it also put him past his opponent’s effective range for the following downward strike as he moved to his opponent’s left side. Yet this wasn’t all that was going on, far from it, for the freelancer wasn’t going to waste the momentum he gained from spinning around. That being noted, as he spun to both face his opponent and move past his effective range as was standard when fighting someone with a weapon, Felix would change the angle of the left hook he had been planning to throw. Instead of a left hook, he would now throw a left uppercut to his opponent’s chin, hoping to shatter it into tiny little pieces. If struck by this blow, it would prove rather devastating and if anything rattle his opponent’s brain quite a bit as was a natural occurrence with uppercuts to the chin. Whether the counter landed or not though, Felix would move into his next attack as he was now aware that his opponent was someone who used a weapon, a keyblade specifically. ”That’s armor?” he would comment as his left arm moved to quickly wrap around his opponent’s extended right arm, attempting to pull it in tight to his left side, ”I just figured it was your little sister’s swimsuit considering it seems to cling to your body like shrink wrap,” he added, deciding to insult his opponent a bit as he seemed to be the kind that enjoyed talking shit smack anyway. Whatever the case, the combo that Felix’s attempted grapple around Vanitas’ right arm would transition into would begin with a head butt to the nose. Pulling his head back after the attack, a right elbow would follow it coming in at the left side of Vanitas’ face, hooking and attempting to get the opponent’s eye. With elbows it was possible to easily make cuts and if a cut emerged over the opponent’s eye then Vanitas could quickly find himself with a lack of depth perception as blood seeped in his left eye. Whatever the case, the next strike of this combo would come when Felix followed his elbow through regardless of it landing and then swinging his forearm at the left side of Vanitas’ head, aiming for the temple. Once again, whether this strike landed or not Felix would pull his right arm back with the momentum of that strike and clench his fist tightly. He would release the grip around his opponent’s left arm (or not depending on whether that lands or not) as he shifted his body into the right cross. Putting all his weight behind it, Felix would swing at his opponent’s sternum hoping to knock the wind out of Vanitas. Well not only knock the wind out of him but also send him flying as he shifted his mass twenty times over upon the point of impact. Releasing the switch quickly there after, Felix would remain in a South Paw Thai Stance as he bobbed on his feet and readied himself for his opponent’s next attack. After all, it was only natural that his opponent returns the favor and be the one to come at him with an attack ne? Well that was assuming everything went as planned anyway, the result of his combo would be determined by his opponent’s reaction. OOC: Mass Manipulator - With this ability, Felix is able to manipulate his mass at will as well as any objects he is currently holding. The max amount of mass he can increase in regards to his body is times twenty and vice-versa in reducing his mass. In regards to objects he is holding/touching, Felix can increase their mass by 1000 times and reduce them down to the mass of a simple feather. Due to the immense strain this ability causes on him mentally, he is only able to use it for three minutes (three posts) before having to deactivate the ability. Not only that but after deactivating it, recovery time takes at least 2-4 minutes (2-4 posts) depending on how many times his mass is manipulated during the minute it's active, 5 switches being the max (1-2 switches, 2 post CD, 3-4 switches 3 post CD, and 5 switches 4 post CD). 2/3 Post Duration – 2 Switches used – Current Mass = Normal [/style] [STYLE=font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 9px; color: #606060; opacity: 0.9; text-align: right;]MADE BY AYU OF BACK TO NEVERLAND (x)[/style]

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[atrb=style,border: 2px solid #000000; -moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 20px;][atrb=background, i52.tinypic.com/2zghpbb.jpg][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,442,true][atrb=height,450,true][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,3,true] Evil tastes the tears of fear! tearing down your helpless fate Theme: Finals Playlist Tagged: Vanitas, Felix Comments:Ice to meet you. The guard hit had struck, just as Vanitas had planned. A perfect strike. Most weapon guards might have done only mild damage to an opponent when struck, but that was what made the design and nature of a keyblade so unique. Vanitas's Chain Gear, his signature keyblade, held a unique design of looking like gear cogs, teeth and all. Therefore, his guard, having those teeth surrounding it, would cause just about as much damage as the actual teeth of his key, a broken gear design. And by the gritted teeth and buckle of the man he was facing, Vanitas knew that the pain had been received. He had even attempted to throw his elbow into the blow before spinning about to drive the tip of his keyblade into Felix's back. But as he spun, he came face to face with Felix who had spun on his right. Caught off-guard for the briefest of moments, Vanitas gritted his teeth as he watched the red head spin around full force and lower his arm. He knew an uppercut was coming. He just knew it somehow. In preparation, he moved his chin in just the slightest, this way he would get hit still, but much of the blow would be struck into his metal chinguard, preventing shattered bones and lowering the mild disorientation effects. However, Vanitas figured with this man being a hand to hand fighter, that he might try to be pulled closer to the man by some means. Grasped by the man and pulled into Felix's left side, Vanitas smirked and let his Keyblade disappear from his grasp, slipping his right leg behind Felix's left leg, Vanitas moved it quickly in an attempt to knock the man off balance moments before he could get his headbutt out, then charged some magical energy into his left hand. “Chill out,” Vanitas jabbed, throwing his left palm inches from the man's face and twisting his body just enough to make sure he would get there, throwing out a Blizzaga spell from his palm so a giant block of ice would smack the man and with luck, disorient him enough to loosen his grip. From there, his left hand would summon his Chain gear, slamming the guard of the keyblade once more into Felix, but this time his right shoulder with enough force to yet again hope to release grip even further. From there he would try and pull away by backflipping and spinning to put distance between him and Felix..

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Abilities
Blizzaga [3 Post CD]
After-mage

[/I] [1/2]
Thundaga[/I] [1/3][/right][/size]

[soulcyber]

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[atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=style,background-color: #454545; padding: 25px 10px 0px 0px;][STYLE=height: 80px; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 54px; color: #EDEDED; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -3px; line-height: 40px; margin-left: -4px; overflow: hidden;]HE #1 FREELANCER[/style][STYLE=font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 11px; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 9px; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #E34234; text-align: justify; border-right: #E34234 10px solid; margin-left: -2px; margin-top: 2px;]Failure isn't even in my vocab![/style]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,470,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #454545; padding: 0px 20px 10px 20px; border-radius: 0px 0px 0px 8px; border-left: #E34234 8px solid;][STYLE=font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: 0px; color: #DEDEDE; text-align: justify; margin-top: 5px;]█ TAGS Felix, Vanitas █ 650 something █ NOTESHope you enjoy[/style] [STYLE=background-color: #353535; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; color: #B5B5B5; line-height: 11px; border-radius: 3px; padding: 5px 10px 10px 10px; text-align: justify;][STYLE=float: left; background-image: url(http://i727.photobucket.com/albums/ww280/shiojisan/Felix.jpg); width: 85px; height: 85px; border: #454545 10px solid; margin-top: -20px; margin-left: -20px; margin-right: 5px; border-radius: 17px;] [/style][STYLE=float: left; background-image: url(http://i727.photobucket.com/albums/ww280/shiojisan/Felix.jpg); width: 55px; height: 55px; border: #454545 10px solid; margin-top: 4px; margin-left: -10px; margin-right: 5px; border-radius: 17px;] [/style] And so Felix’s uppercut landed on the chin of his opponent, a pretty pleasant sound resounding in the arena as his fist collided with said chin although Felix’s hand wasn’t feeling nearly as pleasant. It seemed that his opponent had been able to predict his attack somehow and moved his chin enough to absorb some of the force with the metal piece on his chin. That being noted, Felix’s left hand was a bit hurt by it as it was metal and while he could still throw punches if need be with said hand, it would be prudent to think carefully before doing so. Indeed, breaking his fist early in the fight wouldn’t be wise and he would have to be a bit more careful with it until perhaps he decided to heal said injury. Whatever the case, the more pressing issue at hand was Vanitas counter which did catch the freelancer a little off guard not so much because it was a complex one or anything just how quickly he seemed to go into it. Regardless, Felix would then fall back as he lost his balance, still keeping a hold of Vanitas’ right arm as the boy shifted his left hand. Already noticing the energy gathering in his palm, the freelancer wasn’t about to allow himself to get blasted in the face with whatever spell his opponent used next.   Thus, as they fell back and Vanitas moved his hand to fire off his Blizzaga in Felix’s face, the freelancer would push Vanitas’ forearm upward with his right hand, altering the direction of the Blizzaga. Instead of hitting his face, it instead only chilled the tip of his head a bit, freezing his hair a bit but otherwise leaving him unharmed with a rather simple maneuver. Indeed, one advantage to Felix’s fighting style was that once he was in close it was much easier to misdirect his opponent’s spells, this being a prime example. Not only that, but when he grabbed ahold of someone they wouldn’t be getting away easily and Felix would attempt to show that by putting Vanitas in a “Closed Guard” much like he had done with Whatever in the previous match. Yes, as they made their descent Felix would keep his grip on Vanitas’ right arm tight, attempt to wrap his legs around his waist, and then promptly lock them. Not only that, but like any trained fighter in Ju-Jitsu, Felix would slap his left hand against the ground to alleviate the damage he received from the fall. It didn’t eliminate it completely by any means but it helped quite a bit and with adrenaline pumping now the freelancer could ignore it for the time being. Assuming that Vanitas fell prey to Felix’s attempt to get him into a closed guard, the red-head would grin widely as he decided to make a pun of his own.   ”Heh chill out eh? Sorry but I think I’ll charge up instead,” he noted as his body was suddenly engulfed in electricity and he used his right hand to try and punch Vanitas in the temple. Yes, it would seem that the freelancer had activated one of his lesser used manipulators, Lightning Manipulator, covering his entire body from head to toe in electricity. Needless to say, the Lightning didn’t affect him but considering that Vanitas was presumably being held down by Felix, the same could not be said for his opponent. While the damage wouldn’t be massive, it would certainly add up the longer he could keep Vanitas held down and would give him time to rest while his opponent struggled to escape. The same could be said about the punch that he threw as well, he couldn’t put his weight behind it but the shock Vanitas would receive from the blow if it landed would certainly shock his brain and make doing much of anything incredibly difficult (I.E. Confusion for one turn).   OOC: Mass Manipulator – Duration over, 2 switches used, 2 post cooldown start   Lightning Manipulator - By using the same principle behind Mass Manipulator, Felix is able to manipulate the element of Lightning to his will. When activated, Felix's body will be surrounded by crackling electricity that will cause very minor damage to people that attack him physically (though it will not protect him from any lightning damage he receives). As for his attacks, they will all be given Lightning elemental damage on top the physical damage Felix deals normally. If attacked directly, a severe shock will be sent to the opponent’s brain causing a loss in fine motor skills and disorientation (Confusion) for one post. The status effect will not be applied if the opponent is attacked with his katana. The manipulator has a duration of two posts and cannot be used with any other manipulator simultaneously and has a three post cool down. Furthermore, after it falls off, Felix will not be able to use any other elemental manipulator for one post. (This technique can be dodged, parried, and blocked with a weapon. However, it cannot be parried or blocked with one’s body, since the shock would be sent to the person's brain regardless). 1 / 2 post duration   [/style] [STYLE=font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 9px; color: #606060; opacity: 0.9; text-align: right;]MADE BY AYU OF BACK TO NEVERLAND (x)[/style]

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[atrb=style,border: 2px solid #000000; -moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 20px;][atrb=background, i52.tinypic.com/2zghpbb.jpg][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,442,true][atrb=height,450,true][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,3,true] Evil tastes the tears of fear! tearing down your helpless fate Theme: Finals Playlist Tagged: Vanitas, Felix Comments:Intense Pain = Unversed come out to play The trip attempt from Vanitas had worked, but perhaps it had worked too well. The attempted trip had somehow caught the fighter off guard, and this please Vanitas, but the resulting tugging force was not what he expected to happen. He’d expected the man to let go to try and stabilize himself, not to pull Vanitas with him. No chance in hell would he let this man get the upper hand this early in any sense. After his failed attempt of a spell firing to frost his tips, Vanitas summoned his key blade. Initially his plan had been to make a shoulder strike to knock the man’s vice grip off his damn arm, but he instead needed to use it as a crutch. For unless he stopped this descent now, he’d be on top of Felix, and he did not need to find out what other tricks the man had. His tip dug into the stone, but stopped the desc3ent, Vanitas bending his arm just the lightest to act as a shock absorber. It stopped his descent, though he still felt the weight of the man. Wait, had this man gotten lighter now…? Yes, whatever had initially caused this man to have more force in his punch than his body should allow had stopped. Then came the annoying red-head’s quip. Something about preferring to charge it up. Oh, well, that made sense once the electricity began to funnel through Vanitas. The pure shock energy coursed through his veins, and his brain felt rattled by the effect. He gritted his teeth and barred the energy, but the pain, it was so intense and great. Normally the master of his emotions, Vanitas had never felt something so intense before in his life short of the very moment he felt himself be ripped from Ventus and brought into existence. As such, the intense scream of pain that came from Vanitas was all to fitting, and even as his vision blurred and his senses went haywire, Vanitas fought to hold back what would come from such great and intense pain. But there was no holding it back. He reopened his eyes and noticed the punch come, bracing for the imminent strike, When, from Vanitas’ angle, a slightly blurred image of a hand and something had blocked the blow. To Felix, there would have suddenly appeared behind Vanitas three forms, coming into materialization out of darkness with one shooting out an arm with a large blue and yellow shield, a spike in the Center. The shield would have connected with the punch and taken the blow, belonging to a Buckle Bruiser. Vanitas would then turn to Felix, a shocked expression on his face, then with a grin of glee, a new sense of renewed vigor coming into Vanitas as he pushed back the pain from the constant electrical flow. “Let’s cut to the chase.” he would say, his body becoming covered in dark energy. With his strength doubled from the darkness, Vanitas would push off his Keyblade and bring Vanitas back to a standing position, force his key blade between himself and Felix and turn it enough to try and separate them. At the same instance as Vanitas pulled Felix up, the two other dark forms would become solid, two Axe flappers flipping in mid-air to shoot out blades of Aero magic with razor sharp qualities right at Felix’s arm, hoping to cut the god damn thing off to free himself from this man’s grip.

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Abilities
Dark Embuding

[/I] [4 Post Duration, 2x STR]
Master of the Unversed [3 Post CD]
Blizzaga [1/3 Post CD]
After-mage[/I] [2/2]
Thundaga[/I] [2/3][/right]

Unversed List
Bruiser
Axe flappers x2[/i] [Wind Cutter, 2 Post CD] [/size]

[soulcyber]

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[atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=style,background-color: #454545; padding: 25px 10px 0px 0px;][STYLE=height: 80px; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 54px; color: #EDEDED; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -3px; line-height: 40px; margin-left: -4px; overflow: hidden;]HE #1 FREELANCER[/style][STYLE=font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 11px; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 9px; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #E34234; text-align: justify; border-right: #E34234 10px solid; margin-left: -2px; margin-top: 2px;]Failure isn't even in my vocab![/style]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,470,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #454545; padding: 0px 20px 10px 20px; border-radius: 0px 0px 0px 8px; border-left: #E34234 8px solid;][STYLE=font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: 0px; color: #DEDEDE; text-align: justify; margin-top: 5px;]█ TAGSFelix, Vanitas █ WORDS1,000 █ NOTESHope you enjoy[/style] [STYLE=background-color: #353535; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; color: #B5B5B5; line-height: 11px; border-radius: 3px; padding: 5px 10px 10px 10px; text-align: justify;][STYLE=float: left; background-image: url(http://i727.photobucket.com/albums/ww280/shiojisan/Felix.jpg); width: 85px; height: 85px; border: #454545 10px solid; margin-top: -20px; margin-left: -20px; margin-right: 5px; border-radius: 17px;] [/style][STYLE=float: left; background-image: url(http://i727.photobucket.com/albums/ww280/shiojisan/Felix.jpg); width: 55px; height: 55px; border: #454545 10px solid; margin-top: 4px; margin-left: -10px; margin-right: 5px; border-radius: 17px;] [/style] Well… things weren’t going exactly as planned. Indeed, instead of his opponent falling down with him like he had hoped, it seemed that Vanitas was using his keyblade as a crutch for the time being, a clever idea if nothing else. While that was true, he would still be getting shocked by the red-head’s Lightning Manipulator so not all had gone awry. Although the thing that ticked the freelancer off was this kid’s tendency to not allow him to land a clean blow as the punch he had sent was blocked by an odd creature. Indeed, said creature was rather big and had two shields on each of its hands, something that would make it prove quite annoying for the red-head to kill later on. Not only had that creature been summoned to the battlefield but also two other creatures with wings it seemed, a small grimace curving against the freelancer’s lips at the sight. If there was one thing he disliked it was opponent’s that could fly but on the other hand if they were anything like Heartless they’d be easy enough to slay. The more pressing concern was his opponent suddenly being covered in a dark aura as he seemed to dig into a well of strength he hadn’t displayed before. In fact, he was pulling Felix up rather easily and would then place the keyblade in between them, attempting to use it as a wedge. Despite Felix’s lock being incredibly tight, the strength being displayed was unheard of and Felix could feel his legs being separated. Considering it was happening whether he liked it or not, the freelancer released the lock as he swung his legs back and let go of Vanitas. Sliding only a few feet away, his eyes would widen as another attack came at him from the two Axe Flappers, both of them throwing an Aero his way. Due to the rather close proximity, the freelancer didn’t have any time to bring up his guard and could only grit his teeth as the winds cut into his flesh. With that attack the freelancer was officially bleeding much to his dismay and had no way to treat the wound for the time being. Indeed, with Lightning Manipulator

[/b] active he couldn’t use Water Manipulator[/b] just yet and his absence of a shirt was actually proving to be disadvantageous at the moment. If he had his shirt he could have opted to tear it apart and use it to quickly wrap around his wound if he was given a chance but that wasn’t possible now. It was a shame yet there was no use crying over spilt milk and the red-head wasn’t about to allow that to make him hesitate. No, if anything this was a good thing, he could use his opponent’s attacks to his advantage and finally reveal his trump card. If he continued taking damage at a steady rate he could eventually use that ability and that would surely put his opponent in dire straits.

First things’ first though, got to deal with these annoyances,[/i] he thought as he quickly jumped back into the fray without hesitation. There wasn’t any hesitance because he already had a semblance of a plan in his mind as dealing with backup was something he did often and now he had a technique ready to counter such moves. While the Axe Flapper’s close proximity had provided them the advantage of easily landing their attack, it also made them easy to grab. Which is exactly what the freelancer did, attempting to grab both of them and smash them into the ground, an attack that would severely damage them if not kill them. In the event it didn't kill them, they would find themselves rather disoriented and lose all control of their fine motor skills. When that happened, it was highly likely they would end up killing themselves with any luck. Yet there was one other extra to deal with and that was the fat one, an enemy that was probably ready to attack Felix with a rather gutsy move. At least that’s what one would hope for but as Lightning Manipulator[/b] fell from Felix’s body, he would cast another technique known as Mind Manipulator[/b]. This ability required only a quick glance at the creature in question he wanted to control and with just a sideways glance the Buckle Bruiser would be under Felix’s control. In that same instant, Felix would learn its abilities and would be able to send mental commands to it at the cost of locking down his other manipulators for a moment.

Which was fine, he wasn’t’ ready to use anything else now so it was perfect timing to use this technique and perhaps catch his opponent off guard. For as soon as he took control of the creature, Felix would send the order mentally for it to throw its shield at Vanitas, aiming for his ribcage. A few cracked ribs on his opponent would prove rather advantageous for the freelancer but his main concern with that attack wasn’t so much to hurt Vanitas but force him to back off. Indeed, the red-head knew that while that aura remained his opponent was exhibiting immense strength and taking blows carelessly could lead to his downfall before he could unleash his trump card. While his opponent taking some real damage would be nice at this point, so long as it prevented him from immediately attacking Felix before he backed off after his previous attack that was good enough for him.

OOC: Lightning Manipulator – DURATION OVER 3 POST COOLDOWN START

Mass Manipulator – 1 Post Cool Down left

Mind Manipulator – An original technique developed by Felix to cope with opponents that use summon/clone/minion techniques. Felix is able to create a mental link with any clone/summon/minion, control their actions for two posts and will be aware of their strengths, weaknesses, and abilities when said link is formed. While this will prove to be a great advantage, whilst the link remains, Felix is unable to use any other techniques aside from his Martial Arts as the mental strain to maintain take control of one’s mind is great enough. This technique can only be used once per thread and can only be used on players if they allow it (in case anyone wishes to use this technique for RP purposes at some point, myself included).

Elemental Exhaustion – Whenever the duration of an Elemental Manipulator expires, Felix will be unable to use another Elemental Manipulator for one turn.

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[atrb=style,border: 2px solid #000000; -moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 20px;][atrb=background, i52.tinypic.com/2zghpbb.jpg][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,442,true][atrb=height,450,true][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,3,true] Evil tastes the tears of fear! tearing down your helpless fate Theme: Finals Playlist Tagged: Vanitas, Felix Comments:Spiral was when he ran in. The wedge attack had worked better than Vanitas had hoped. The increased strength from the darkness flowing into his body had surprised the red-headed blabbermouth known as Felix enough to cause him to voluntarily disconnect himself. Tactics now needed to be changed. This man could not be allowed to get another hold in on him. Every ounce of Vanitas’s fiber had to be to keep this man from getting a hold of him. And if he did manage to get a grasp on the Dark keybearer, to free himself and return a retaliation strike. And with some of his pets out on the field, Vanitas would begin to gain retaliation strikes from all sides. While these minions may have been weak, they were still numerous, and in time, he would make sure this man was flooded with them. As to two Axe flappers swung to throw two Aero spells meant to collide with the man, Vanitas grinned as he saw the slices appear on his body. Far too easy, and all the more worth it The man had gone for his Axe flappers, and Vanitas took this as a brief moment of chance. He knew the nature of the Axe flappers, knew their special counter. They were a part of him and him a part of them. There was not just a mental link between them, but a physical link. He felt their pain, and with each painful strike of the Unversed, such as them being grabbed by the martial fighter and then thrown to the ground in a slam, Vanitas moved in. Vanitas ran in at a speed faster than he normally could, his body covered in the darkness. Vanitas ran in with an intent to strike the man and distract him from his axe-flappers followups. They might have been disoriented for the briefest of moments, but the mental jolt Vanitas would send out with knock the sense back into them. Or it would have, if the man’s lightning manipulator hadn’t had an extra ability added to it. It seemed the annoying red-head’s electricity was more lethal than it seemed. So Vanitas would run up with the intent for a horizontal slice across the man’s midsection in a left right motion (Keyblade in right hand) with an intent to strike twice more should it connect, the axe-flappers spasming from the confusion, Vanitas kicking off the ground to keep a hit-and-run technique after his strike. It was only during this moment though that Vanitas realized something was wrong with the Bruiser. To say he had lost his mental link with the Bruiser would be lying, though he had felt the invasive force for sure. He had pushed it aside as somehow some new pain being inflicted, but when the feelings from the emotional bruiser had disappeared, and the briefest of glances had allowed Vanitas to see that it had turned eyes and sight to him. The thing seemed to be fighting, knowing it’s true master through not the mental link but the emotional link of the heart had remained connected. The creature had turned on him, tossing it’s shield. “Hmph.” was all that Vanitas would let escape his lips, a frown on his face as he would hold out his key blade to knock the sheild back and away just in time. He’d need to keep an eye on these guys both now, and Vanitas did not like that.

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Abilities
Dark Embuding

[/I] [1/4 Duration, 2x STR]
Dark Spiral[/i] [2 or 3 Post CD]
Master of the Unversed [1/3]
Blizzaga [2/3]
Thundaga[/I] [3/3][/right]

Unversed List
Bruiser [HP: 5/5]
Axe Flapper[/i] [HP: 3/5] [Wind Cutter, 1/2] [Rising Slash, 2 Post CD]
Axe Flapper[/i] [HP: 3/5] [Wind Cutter, 1/2] [Rising Slash, 2 Post CD] [/size]

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[atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=style,background-color: #454545; padding: 25px 10px 0px 0px;][STYLE=height: 80px; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 54px; color: #EDEDED; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -3px; line-height: 40px; margin-left: -4px; overflow: hidden;]HE #1 FREELANCER[/style][STYLE=font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 11px; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 9px; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #E34234; text-align: justify; border-right: #E34234 10px solid; margin-left: -2px; margin-top: 2px;]Failure isn't even in my vocab![/style]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,470,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #454545; padding: 0px 20px 10px 20px; border-radius: 0px 0px 0px 8px; border-left: #E34234 8px solid;][STYLE=font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: 0px; color: #DEDEDE; text-align: justify; margin-top: 5px;]█ TAGS Felix, Vanitas █ WORDS700 █ NOTES Hope you enjoy[/style] [STYLE=background-color: #353535; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; color: #B5B5B5; line-height: 11px; border-radius: 3px; padding: 5px 10px 10px 10px; text-align: justify;][STYLE=float: left; background-image: url(http://i727.photobucket.com/albums/ww280/shiojisan/Felix.jpg); width: 85px; height: 85px; border: #454545 10px solid; margin-top: -20px; margin-left: -20px; margin-right: 5px; border-radius: 17px;] [/style][STYLE=float: left; background-image: url(http://i727.photobucket.com/albums/ww280/shiojisan/Felix.jpg); width: 55px; height: 55px; border: #454545 10px solid; margin-top: 4px; margin-left: -10px; margin-right: 5px; border-radius: 17px;] [/style] It would seem that his attack was successful, the freelancer grabbing the two Unversed out of the air easily enough and smashing them down into the ground. It didn’t kill them sadly but if nothing else they had received such a severe shock that any sort of immediate retaliation would be impossible. This was not the same for Vanitas however who quickly rushed toward the freelancer, attempting to slice him across the chest. His eyes widening in surprise, the freelancer quickly let go of the two Unversed in his hands as he fell backward, narrowly evading the blow with a roll backwards. Beginning to breathe a bit heavier, the freelancer was a bit surprised that his opponent hadn’t continued with onslaught when the incentive was so high. Indeed, while his roll backward had got him out of immediate danger, if Vanitas charged forward he most likely could have still landed a few blows. Well if the freelancer had to make a guess it was probably because he took control of the opponent’s minion and was using it against him. Indeed, perhaps it was the sudden loss of control over his beast that did it and the shield that was thrown at him rather quickly. In a low position, the freelancer watched his opponent closely, catching the momentary glance to the side and the shifting of his right arm. With that in mind, it didn’t take the deductive reasoning skills of Sherlock Holmes to figure out Vanitas’ intent, that he would either deflect the shield or block it. Whatever he ended up doing mattered little to Felix, what mattered most was that his attention was divided even if so slight. Not only that, but the other two minions at Vanitas’ command were incapacitated at the moment and thus wouldn’t pose an immediate threat to the red-head. That meant there was only one logical option and that was to attack to even up the damage a bit before he unleashed his trump card. Thus, the freelancer would sprint forward and past the Unversed he had smashed prior, following after Vanitas as he guarded against the shield. Meanwhile, the Buckle Bruiser he had taken control of would jump high into the air, attempting to Body Slam the two Unversed into oblivion. Hopefully this would eliminate those two but in the event that it didn’t Felix would be eliminating one threat from the battlefield and that was the Buckle Brusier itself. Indeed, for as he got closer to Vanitas his lips would part as he shouted out one last order for the Buckle Bruiser before it was released from his control. ”You are dismissed Buckle Bruiser go have fun elsewhere,” he would note and with that phrase the Buckle Brusier would vanish from the battlefield regardless of the success of its Body Slam. Felix would also be attacking regardless of the success of that attack as he jumped forward, throwing all his body weight into a flying knee strike. Said strike would be aimed toward Vanitas’ head and while it could lead into a grapple if he was successful in landing it the freelancer would not go for it. No, if he wanted to grapple he’d have to take care of the recent strength increase his opponent had received and to do so would require the use of another technique. Thus, in the event the attack landed properly, Felix would take a few steps in a circle around his opponent to get his back to the invisible walls around the arena. In the event it was dodged, he would simply use the momentum to carry him forward and once near the wall, turn such that his back was facing it with about two feet or so between said back and the wall. The reason for this was simple… if the creatures his opponent had summoned had somehow survived, at the very least he would be facing all of them. While it did prevent him from moving backwards, Felix was the type of guy who liked charging head on anyway, retreating wasn’t his style. And there’s one other reason but it’ll depend on what he does,

[/i] he mused as he shifted into a Orthadox Thai Stance.

OOC: Mass Manipulator[/b] – Ready to use

Lightning Manipulator[/b] – Two Post CD left

Mind Manipulator[/b] – Cannot be used again

Elemental Exhaustion[/b] – Elemental Manipulators can be used once again

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[atrb=style,border: 2px solid #000000; -moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 20px;][atrb=background, i52.tinypic.com/2zghpbb.jpg][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,442,true][atrb=height,450,true][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,3,true] Evil tastes the tears of fear! tearing down your helpless fate Theme: Finals Playlist Tagged: Vanitas, Felix Comments: Return of the Dirty tricks! The connection was growing weak. The sudden paralyzing strike from the man on his two Axe-flappers had sent a jolt right into him, and though Vanitas showed no outward signs of it, he had felt just the same strike. The paralyzing effect had blurred his vision briefly, but as it hadn’t been afflicted on him, Vanitas had only needed to mentally shrug the effect off and focus on what was happening to him. His Unversed were mere toys, and they could handle themselves just fine in most circumstances. He hadn’t expected someone taking them over, being unprepared for such a maneuver which had allowed the full control. Next time the man would not be so lucky, as would no one else. When the Bruiser had gone and thrown it’s Shield, Vanitas had held his key blade up with tip pointed down, knocking it back and away. He didn’t care where, he knew they were not homing. If it went off and hit an audience member, all the better. Knowing what little he did of the Lord of the Underworld, he wouldn’t put it past the blue blowhard to do such a thing. The man was the Lord of the Dead after all, and it only made sense that he’d do as such if he wanted more patrons for his special arena down south. Regardless, on top of the Shield being thrown, Vanitas felt another hit to his Axe-flappers, both fading out from the devasting body slam that the Buckle Bruiser put forth before the creature was ushered away by it’s current captor. Only when it was sent away did Vanitas feel it’s connection reestablished, the refresh through the corridor of Darkness granting a reprise. Well, it could join it’s fellow creatures in scouting this world then. Besides, what was more important was the man who had come upon Vanitas, the Keybearer having taken a slightly defensive ready stance after retreating from his failed attack. Seeing the man come to him, Vanitas loosed his grip upon the Keyblade, Then struck. He had no formal training like the fighter, but he had learned to adapt and improvise, including copying and improvising based on other’s techniques. Seeing this man perform his martial arts had given him some indication on how to use them to his advantage of sorts, but Vanitas would be far from the skill Felix had. Still, as he came for the flying Knee strike to his head, Vanitas pounced, His hands interlocked to Felix’s leg as he twisted his body to the right, his right elbow and arm also making a very purposeful overextension to once again try for a very below the belt maneuver, literally, in the process twisting the man’s leg to perform such a possible action. Regardless, he would then slide his left foot around, stop it and then slide his right foot, all in a fluid motion not unlike a rickety and untrained crescent moon step, then use his increased strength to pull Felix down and slam him to the ground with his right arm, twisting the Mercenary in the air in the process. He would then follow up with quickly resuming his key blade and striking down in one fluid motion, Aiming to strike the man in the forehead. All the while, his right arm would stay connected to the man’s leg, having pulled down to grab at his Knee and keep it pressed flat. Finally, With his key blade hopfully having pinned the man by his forehead, and his grip kept locked around the man’s knee, he would then quickly pick up his left boot and attempt to slam it at the man’s neck, hopefully to cut off his windpipe and air supply. He only had this extra strength boost for a little while longer. With any luck, he could kill this man before then.

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Abilities
Dark Embuding

[/I] [2/4 Duration, 2x STR]
Dark Spiral[/i] [1/2]
Master of the Unversed [2/3]
Blizzaga [3/3][/right][/size]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,470,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #454545; padding: 0px 20px 10px 20px; border-radius: 0px 0px 0px 8px; border-left: #E34234 8px solid;][STYLE=font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: 0px; color: #DEDEDE; text-align: justify; margin-top: 5px;]█ TAGS Felix, Vanitas █ 750 something █ NOTES Hope you enjoy[/style] [STYLE=background-color: #353535; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; color: #B5B5B5; line-height: 11px; border-radius: 3px; padding: 5px 10px 10px 10px; text-align: justify;][STYLE=float: left; background-image: url(http://i727.photobucket.com/albums/ww280/shiojisan/Felix.jpg); width: 85px; height: 85px; border: #454545 10px solid; margin-top: -20px; margin-left: -20px; margin-right: 5px; border-radius: 17px;] [/style][STYLE=float: left; background-image: url(http://i727.photobucket.com/albums/ww280/shiojisan/Felix.jpg); width: 55px; height: 55px; border: #454545 10px solid; margin-top: 4px; margin-left: -10px; margin-right: 5px; border-radius: 17px;] [/style] Well this was certainly… surprising. Indeed, when the freelancer had charged at Vanitas for his flying knee strike it seemed the fellow thought it was a bright idea to attempt to grapple him. He wasn’t exactly sure what was going through the opponent’s mind when he did so, Felix beginning to ponder if his opponent was a masochist. Yes, to actually charge into HIS range and attempt to grab him just seemed suicidal because it wasn’t any mystery that the opponent wasn’t a trained martial artist. No, his movements thus far had suggested nothing of the sort while it was quite obvious Felix was a martial artist, specifically one trained in more than one style. Yes, he had displayed his Thai Kickboxing and his Ju-Jitsu thus far and with a bit of deductive reasoning one could infer that he probably knew a few others. So why exactly was his opponent doing something so utterly foolish? Well whatever the case may be, I’m certainly not going to let this opportunity go to waste,

[/i] he mused as Vanitas gripped his right leg and moved to his side. It was in that moment that Vanitas would then begin to whip him around, attempting to get some momentum before either throwing the red-head or slamming him. Whatever he was going for, the freelancer wasn’t about to allow his opponent to have his way with him, no that had gone on long enough. Thus far Felix had yet to land a single clean blow as his opponent always seemed to do something at the last second to avoid a clean shot. This time, the freelancer didn’t find it likely for what he was about to pull off (or rather attempt), would be rather unique and not something by the book.

The first step of this was gripping the hilt of his katana with his right hand firmly, beginning to pull it out of its sheathe rather rapidly. He had yet to use his blade thus far so whether Vanitas had forgotten about it or not was a mystery but either way it would become part of his attack. As he withdrew the blade from its scabbard, Felix would clench his abdominals and throw his body up and toward Vanitas. Not only did his abdominals help in this but also the momentum that came from his right arm as it swung forward to pull out his katana. As his body went forward, Felix would quickly position his blade to be in line with Vanitas’ gut as he pulled it back and thrust it forward. As the blade would reach Vanitas’ naval, Felix would manipulate the mass of the blade to make its mass equivalent to 3,000lbs. This in turn would make that small bit of momentum gathered from thrusting the blade carry Felix even farther up as he gripped his katana. The blade would then pierce through Vanitas’ navel and impale him into the ground as that was the only place the blade could go, down.

Well that was assuming it worked anyway and considering the high likelihood of success at this unorthodox attack, Felix would move to follow through with it. With his opponent presumably in severe pain and pinned to the ground, he would quickly move to get a high mount on his opponent. This would mean the freelancer would promptly set up a base on Vanitas’ chest as he would transition into what could be a devastating ground and pound. Yes, for as he mounted Vanitas and attempted to bring the first fit down upon his opponent, Felix would deactivate Mass Manipulator[/b] and switch to Water Manipulator[/b]. He was finally able to use this technique that he had been wishing to do so for a while, a layer of water coating his entire body. Anyone that witnessed it come across his body would also notice the wounds that he had incurred thus far were slowly but surely being healed. Well perhaps everyone but Vanitas for he would presumably be getting his face pummeled as Felix rained down a flurry of punches. Each punch would not only inflict physical damage, but also inflict Water Elemental damage to further injure his opponent and even up the damage. Yet more so than that and the healing, the main reason why Felix switched to this Manipulator was to dispel the recent spell the opponent had cast on himself. Indeed, the freelancer was not keen on allowing that spell to reside on his opponent any longer and would forgo all defenses as he attempted to smash Vanitas’ face in.

OOC: Mass Manipulator - With this ability, Felix is able to manipulate his mass at will as well as any objects he is currently holding. The max amount of mass he can increase in regards to his body is times twenty and vice-versa in reducing his mass. In regards to objects he is holding/touching, Felix can increase their mass by 1000 times and reduce them down to the mass of a simple feather. Due to the immense strain this ability causes on him mentally, he is only able to use it for three minutes (three posts) before having to deactivate the ability. Not only that but after deactivating it, recovery time takes at least 2-4 minutes (2-4 posts) depending on how many times his mass is manipulated during the minute it's active, 5 switches being the max (1-2 switches, 2 post CD, 3-4 switches 3 post CD, and 5 switches 4 post CD).

1 Switch Used, Deactivated, 2 Post CD

Water Manipulator[/b] - By using the same principle behind Mass Manipulator, Felix can manipulate the element of water to his will. When activated, his body will be covered by a thin layer of water that constantly flows around his body and heals his wounds slowly (Regen). The water armor will not provide any innate resistance to Water Elemental attacks. As for his attacks, they will all be given Water elemental damage on top of the physical damage Felix deals normally. If attacked directly, the water will wash over the opponent’s body and remove any positive buffs currently on them (Dispel). The status effect will not be applied if the opponent is attacked with his katana. The ability has a two post duration, a three post cool down, and CAN NOT be used for one turn after a previous elemental manipulator (this applies to all elemental manipulators). (Added as Unity reward, 8th of August 2011.)

[Inflicts Elemental Exhaustion[/b] on Felix]

Duration = 1 out of 2 posts

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